Einar shakes head slowly, and sighs, again silent for a stretch.
"...when morning came, the pirate ships were smoldering wrecks, and most of the village was smoldering ruins; only a dozen of us were alive, and all injured." He is of course, skipping the events of that night. "Four more died during that day, and the rest could only bury the dead, gather supplies, and leave."
"I have been wandering since then, a half year with a Khajiit caravan, another half year working a mine or a forge, a season here and there working as a guard. I crossed Skyrim a few times, then traveled to the other lands of Men."
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Date: 2013-12-25 04:32 am (UTC)"...when morning came, the pirate ships were smoldering wrecks, and most of the village was smoldering ruins; only a dozen of us were alive, and all injured." He is of course, skipping the events of that night. "Four more died during that day, and the rest could only bury the dead, gather supplies, and leave."
"I have been wandering since then, a half year with a Khajiit caravan, another half year working a mine or a forge, a season here and there working as a guard. I crossed Skyrim a few times, then traveled to the other lands of Men."